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Minus Blindfold Done feeding, I leaned back head rested on the couch's top Must leave the house soon mean gone cause my pops he's hot Grab my blue backpack, My walkman, grip my bicycle Because I know my friends are waiting at the door I'm feeling loose like you - Just fucking around and shit Til that comes fifty-five I'm twenty-six Let me go I give more And you know I fold I Come at me! Come! Come! My activites don't cross but they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you to Asking for it, like we got Yes we cross but we create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you - so f*ck'em You let them screw you I thought they knew you But when you turn your back I know they're gonna do You had to prove me right and then we did And that son of a b*tch he swerved almost hit two kids I'm feeling heartless, I'm feeling hate So when there's nothin but the real swing in her f*ckin Rape! No! One! Me! no choice Let me go I get bored And you know I'm f*ckin flown! Come on! Come! Come! My activities don't cross but they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you to Yeah we cross but we create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you - Burn Let me go I give more And you know - ohh So good we could and We learned to cry and Lift me up Come on! Come! My activities don't cross but they create You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you Dis me court, like we got Yeah we cross but we cried You know I want to pick you up But they don't want you - up!
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